St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-01

have on"
1t was then the month of August. But
it was o'clock in the morning and a
stiff wind was blowing from the east.
Bechard had come down in a pair of
linen pantalOOnS.
He returned in a short while, his legs
incaSed in pair of winter trousers, the
cloth of which seemed to be nearly an
inch in thickness.
81 am cautious man." said he, land
/ am always very careful when l come
to this COMPOUNDED coast of Brittany,
even in summer time"
We got into the carriage, and as / had
a good horse we soon got over the road
leading from Quimper to DOuarnenez.
There each attended to his business,
and after breakfast we started for
Audierne. The day was becoming eX-
ceSsively hot.
Before leaving Bechard had said:
'Wait until change my breecheS."
"PShaw," replied l; lit is hardly
worth the while! Besides, my horse is
harneSSed, and the flies are worrying
him. AS he is very high spirited | fear
he may play US some ugly trick"
We got into the carriage and started
off again.
We had not been under way half an
hour before Bechard began moaning.
Il am so hot" said he, THAT | feel
just as if l were boiling in my own
juice"
In fact, the suns rays seemed to have
coated the earth with molten lead.
Moreover, Bechard and l had our legs
Theoretically closed in under the thick
leather carriage apron. With his win
ter pantalOOnS on, Bechard must have
been suffering untold agOnieS.
''Ha! har' thought L. concealing my
satisfaction. This is the foretaSte of
revenge, anyhow"
Il say" observed Bechard at the same
instant, '''tis this blasted apron that is
keeping us SO hot. Suppose we try to
raise it,
..All right" replied 1, '1et us try"
We raised the apron.
"'Twill not do" said l. you see
yourself that with it raised l shall not
be able to handle the reins."
We put it back again. There was a
long interval of silence. Bechard was
between a stew and sweat, while |
was slyly following up the threads of an
idea that my brain had just evolved.
by lingo. | can't stand them any
longer" said Bechard.
''What?" queried l.
my breeches, of course"
all that, why don't you take them off?
Nobody will see you
That's an idear' exclaimed Bechard.
''And a good one, l assure you. l
speak from experience, as / have done
SO myself more than twenty times"
Honestly speaking?"
Eyes, l pledge you my word of
honor"
"Well, then, here goes,"
And in one time and two motions
Bechard took off his pantaloOns, folded
them carefully and sat down ON them
with sigh of relief.
From that moment his humOr was
most charming. With slight touch of
irony in his voice, he inquired if l had
slept well the night before.
IL slept very SOundly," replied i.
/ carefully noted the mileStOneS at the
more than two kilometers away. |
waited a few minutes longer. Sud-
denly, as | stretched forth my arm to
touch up the horse, my whip slipped
from my hand and dropped to the
ground.
MY whip" cried 1.
HAS it fallen? Well, get down and
get it."
''And my horse?'
II will hold him."
mo, indeed. He is too FESTIVE. He
seems to obey no other hand than mine"
''What shall we do, them"
won't you get it for me?"
Certainly; but wait till slip on my
pantalOOns."
What is the use? There is not even
a cat to be seen anywhere within two
kilOmeters of this place"
"a II riphti Wait a minnie ,,
And Bechard, unSuSpecting Bechard,
jumped out of the carriage to the road.
Hardly had he touched the earth than
gave slight twitch to the reins and my
horse started off like lightning.
''Hey! Heyw howled Bechard in a
Mortified voice.
l did not hear him long, as my horse
urged OH by my voice, was running at
fearful rate of speed.
But, through the little glass in the
rear of the vehicle, could see the I'M
fortunate man brandiShing in despair
the whip, which he had picked up, and
stretching his bare legs as fast as he
could along the dusty road. OH what
a funny sight my friend Bechard fur
niShed me with.
l reliShed my cruel joy until reached
the principal houses of Audierne, as l
carried my vengeance so far as to drive
a good distance up the main street.
Here, at last, checked my horse and
waited.
1t would be no easy task to describe
the establishment of the good people of
that city, when they saw coming a
sweating, blowing, Tuning and swear
ing stranger, nO2le looking, with a
hat on his head a jacket on his back,
a whip in hand, but entirely wanting
in neither garments. The women of the
place ran off. cackling like a lot of
frightened hens, while the excited men,
installing the queer visitor for a luna
tic, were on the point of mObbing him.
Bechard had barely time to leap into the
carriage, and really believe that if he
had not been aware of the fact that |
was the stronger of the two he would
have tried to Strangle me.
You, would hardly believe" said
friend DOublure, in concluding his rela-
ton, THAT he has sworn an implacable
hatred against me, and has never for
given me for having made him enter
Audierne in that simple costume, with
linen flying in the breeze. And yet
they had a good laugh over it in the
tOwnr'
The ungrateful wretch, After that,
what inducement is there for fellow
to help friend in scoring a success?